My house is buried in the deepest recess of the forest, every year ivy vines grow longer than the year before. Undisturbed by the affairs of the world I live at ease, woodmen’s singing rarely reaching me through the trees.

While the sun stays in the sky, I mend my torn clothes and facing the moon, I read books aloud to myself. Let me drop a word of advice for believers of my faith.

To enjoy life’s immensity, you do not need many things.

– Ryokan


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